The divine cinematographer
The Endless, a lo-fi local treat
Matthew Lickona noon, April 19
Anne Albright
Anne Albright authored the Reader's Kid Stuff column for many years, in addition to special features.
Articles by Anne Albright
Road trip to Washington State
We would drive to Mt. Shasta the first day
We’re getting ready to hit the road. This Thursday at 4:00 a.m., I plan to herd my five children into our loaded Ford E- 350 van and head north toward Seattle. We’re vacationing this year ...
The big screen
“I didn’t like that movie. I want to go home.”
We don’t go out to the movies very often. After last Monday, I remember why. Jack and I have taken our kids to the movies in what Ben calls a “feeater” exactly twice. The first ...
Mad Mom
WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR BREAKFAST?” I bellowed.
Last Saturday I got mad. I don’t get mad very often. I’d been building up to this particular tantrum for the past few months. Jack has been busy. Jack’s always busy. Since the first of ...
Beneath Cleopatra's dignity
Mother's Day at Costco
My expectations used to be higher for Mother’s Day. When I was a young mother with only small children, I believed the world should stop for the mid-May holiday. In the weeks leading up to ...
Knott's Berry Farm's scary waterfalls
Like Disneyland but not as fancy
Every time I do something new with my kids, I feel a little older. Last Christmas, Jack’s parents sent us a check for $200 with a note that read, “Please use this gift to do ...
Strep strikes hard
Christmas is two weeks away.
Tis the season…for strep and high fevers and mopping vomit off the bathroom floor. I’m feeling a little melancholy this year. Like the song at the beginning of A Charlie Brown Christmas. Sad and slow. ...
Old heartthrob at Legoland
I never became the real girlfriend
On my 12th anniversary, I ran into an old friend. Sitting on a low wall at Legoland waiting for three of my five children to emerge from an exhibit, I saw Brian walk past. He ...
Billy Blazes
2003 Cedar and Paradise fires — seen from Escondido and San Marcos
The last Sunday in October, we awoke to the smell of smoke and an ochre sky. Jack dozed. I followed Johnny and Ben downstairs. “Can I play Bionicle website?” Johnny asked. His thick chestnut hair ...
Goodbye Baby
Jack's face was wet again with tears.
Friday evening, my unborn baby slipped from my body in a mess of blood and pain and disappointment. The day had not started out well. I awoke Friday morning to find I’d begun spotting. I ...
